My "white privilege" was sharing a bedroom with my sister in a South Bronx tenement until I was 15 and she was 11. My parents slept on a bed in the living room. Then we moved out of a neighborhood of close scrapes and fire escapes to a Brooklyn public-housing project where we had our own bedrooms.
We were lower class, but not poor, or at least we didn't think so. In the early '50s, not all that many people were rich, and I didn't know any of them. My first full-time job was as a stock picker and packer in a greeting-card warehouse.
My situation today may be better than my black Bronx classmates', but I don't know that for sure. I attended the same high school as Attorney General Eric Holder, and he's done better than I. The hill was, and is, steeper for blacks than whites, but to think all whites roller-skate downhill is ridiculous.
"White privilege" is remixed "white guilt." The "privilege" part gags me, as it does many working-class whites. The semantics are more galling than the concept because it smacks of cheating.
A general definition of "privilege" is "special advantage enjoyed by a particular group." Maybe most whites enjoy a "special advantage" in hailing a cab, or getting a better restaurant table, but is that a lifetime game-changer?
"White privilege" says whites get an undeserved boost, even when they are unaware of it. That's almost hateful. There are millions more whites than blacks below the poverty line, but I know the poverty rate is twice as high for blacks as for whites. So is the black high-school dropout rate.
Actual privilege is enjoyed by the classes above your own. The son of an African-American doctor in an affluent community is going to find the hill less steep than the white son of a single mother in a rougher part of town. That's not class envy. That's life.
America's highest-earning ethnic group is Asian Indians, who are nonwhite and relative newcomers. Is that "Asian privilege"?